Uncle Mark's Doomsday Dice
, his eyes flicking over me like I w
end on gas in a wee
g his fingers over hi
Kylie are saving up for a down payment on a house. Be a shame if yo
beside him, a sound like dry le
shifted uncomforta
ought he'd g
be the biggest dog in the yard, even
ping my voice level. "I can afford to lose what I put on the
es nar
a threa
ement of fac
who's in for poker? Need a few m
met m
"Uh, Mike, Mark, that's... th
nstruction, just shook his
all backed away,
his hands u
endly game with a little skin in it. How do you expect t
r embarrassed fa
anger in my dad's eye
ame on Uncle
ense silence. "Poker's clearly no
n looked dire
mpler, Uncle Mark? Quic
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